Everyone in the military had their own story. That was why they were here, shoving themselves into the grim reapers arms to “serve their country”.

Price always expected you to have some deep past. Your files were drier than his love life, and you certainly didn’t seem keen on telling anyone anything.

So, yeah, he expected an interesting past. Well, not…this interesting. You used to be in a relationship with the Vladimir Makarov, but you’d left.

And, once Makarov had learned your location and that you were working with John Price, he’d grown tunnel vision, set on bringing you back to him so you could see how much he cared.

And so, it wasn’t surprising to at John was wildly overprotective. Today you’d gone out to get groceries, and you were three snd a half minutes late. He wondered if he could contact the police yet.

Finally, you answer the phone, not getting a word out before he speaks

“Where are you?”